My MIL eats like a teenage boy. She lives with us, contributes nothing, and eats all of my food. She replaces the local and organic deliciousness with crap from the dollar store-- then she DOES NOT eat it. She waits for me to buy more expensive delicious food.
So, my husband came home with surprise tex mex. I wasn't hungry, but I saw that ravinous hound drooling her way to the kitchen. She had JUST ate all of my left over stuffed peppers (that were supposed to be for MY next 3 lunches).
I ran my ass to the kitchen and fixed a big plate (My husband had bought it for just us because he SAW her eat all of my peppers). She stood there and watched us make our plates! I ate seconds so she couldn't have any. I felt like my stomach was going to explode.